"I'm not calling him dad," Aubrey huffed as she crossed her arms sitting in the passenger seat of her mother's car.
"Aubrey you're 21. I wouldn't expect you to call him that, but please try for me?" The elder woman, Sheila asked.
"I'll try, but it is still weird and all. The only reason you two met was because of me."
"You act like it's a bad thing Bree?"
"Well when I bring my mother in for a conference with my professor for giving me a B, and all you two did was flirt with each other and he asked you out, yes it was weird."
"It helped you get that A you wanted didn't it?"
"Yea I guess it did." Aubrey said.
Sheila smirked, "Your moms still got it."
"Gross." Aubrey snuck her nose up at that.
"And Bree?"
"Yeah?"
"Please try and be nice to Beca. Warren tells me that she isn't looking forward to this at all. But he says Beca needs a friend to help guide her. It's always been her and him. After her mother passed away she has never been the same."
Aubrey really did not like the younger girl. She was a punk, she was so sassy, so alternative. Seeing Beca was like a slap across the face, she despised her,
"I can't make any promises. There is nothing I can do for her, we are complete opposites."
"Well Bree, just try. She is your family now and we must care for each other, lord knows I will treat her like my own."
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"Beca come on! They're almost here!" Warren yelled trying to get Beca to leave her room.
"No! I don't care! Tell the step-monster to go away!"
"Beca I am not doing this with you right now! Get down here now!"
Beca sighed and drug her lifeless body downstairs to join her father,
"Now that's much better isn't it Bec?"
"No."
"Please Becs, please behave. I've never thought I could love again after your mother passed, but here 10 years later, I found a woman who really loves me, and she loves you too Beca, please try for her and Aubrey, they haven't had it easy either."
And there it was, Aubrey. It was bad enough to have a new mom, but Beca seen Aubrey as a "plus one" and she never liked the goody two-shoes. Her father really liked Aubrey. She was a perfect student, perfect role model, perfect everything. She was everything Beca wasn't. And it pissed her off.
A vehicle pulled into the driveway with a light honk,
"Beca they're here! Isn't this exciting? Now, off the couch and get outside to greet your new family members."
"We made it!" Sheila Shrieked.
"Yes, you did, and we are so glad you did." Warren said greeting his wife with a kiss. He leaned down into the car to greet Aubrey who hadn't moved,
"Hello Aubrey, it's good to see you."
"Hello Dr. Mitchell," Is all Aubrey mustered, her tone and face were stone like.
Warren shrugged it off to Sheila, who shot him an apologetic look,
"Please Aubrey, you can call me Warren or maybe dad if you're comfortable with that."
"I prefer Dr. Mitchell." Aubrey said still sitting in the car.
"Well hello Beca!" Sheila said hugging Beca.
Beca was clearly uncomfortable, but she had a plan to piss Aubrey off, so she hugged back,
"Hi Sheila, nice to see you too! I'm so glad you made it, welcome home!"
This attitude took the new parents for a ride, why was Beca so happy? But they pushed passed it and soaked it in.
"Well let's get your stuff and get you two settled in. Beca, do you mind helping Aubrey and showing her to her room?" Warren asked.
"No problem sir, I can help miss Aubrey and I'll show her around. Come on Aubrey." Beca said carrying a few of Aubrey's bags.
The two girls entered the house, leaving the parent's outside, "That was so unlike Beca." Sheila said.
"I know? She never calls me sir. She's up to something for sure."
Well let's jut hope she and Aubrey adjust to being sisters. I know this will be tough, but they're adults and in two weeks they'll be going to college together. I can't believe my Bree will be a Senior in College."
"I can't believe I talked Beca into going to college" Warren said still in shock.
Back inside, Beca showed Aubrey to her room, "This is your room Aubrey. Our bathroom is down the hall and the last door on the right. My room is right across the hall if you need anything."
They continued around upstairs, "This room is absolutely off limits. You may never ever go inside, let alone touch anything. If you touch anything I'll kill you I swear."
Aubrey smirked, she was clearly going to go in here all the time, "What's so special about this room?"
"This is my beat laboratory. I make all my mixes in here, and this is where I write my songs."
The last statement took Aubrey by surprise, "You sing?"
"Yes Aubrey, believe it or not, I sing. Now let's show you the rest of the palace."
Aubrey could not allow Beca to find out about the Bella's, she would kill herself if Beca ever tried to join."
Dinner that night was stale, and for the majority, awkward.
"Beca would you like to try some of our secret steak sauce? It's a family recipe." Sheila asked breaking the silence. "Aubrey could you pass the sauce to Beca please?"
Aubrey kept dumping several spoons full of sauce on her steak, ignoring her mother. Beca and Warren sat in silence.
"Aubrey!"
"I'm not done yet." She replied.
"Warren would you like some?" Sheila asked.
"I would, it certainly smells wonderful." He added.
Sheila finally pulled the sauce from Aubrey's hands and handed it to Beca. She immediately stuck her nose up at it and backed away, "It smells funny no thanks."
"Beca!" Warren snapped.
"What! It does."
"Sheila I would love some," He said taking the bowl.
Aubrey and Beca began a long staring contest, Beca breaking first,
"Why don't you take a picture, it'll last longer!" She yelled.
"Beca why don't you stop being so confrontational." Her father said.
"What!? I'm not the one staring at me!" Beca said
"Sooo, Beca. Warren tells me that you make your own mixes and that you sing?"
Aubrey shot her mom a look, pleading with her to stay quiet.
"Yeah I can sing a little." Beca said
"Well that's wonderful. Aubrey here is the Captain of the Barden Bella's, aren't you Bree?"
Aubrey's face turned red, "Yes."
"I know Beca! Why don't you audition for the Bella's? I'm sure with Aubrey as the Captain, she can teach you a bunch." Warren said, getting Sheila's nod of approval.
Aubrey was visibly shaking in anger. Beca could see steam rolling out of the blonde's ears. This would be the perfect opportunity to really piss of Aubrey,
"I don't know, I'll have to think about it.
"Mother may I speak to you in private." Aubrey demanded.
Finally, away from the other's,
"What is it Bree?"
"I agreed to come here on one stipulation and you broke it."
"What was it again?"
Aubrey was clearly upset, "You told her about my Bella's!"
"Oh, Bree grow up. Beca would be a great Bella. Warren told me months ago she was one of the best sopranos in the state."
"Aubrey wasn't interested. She is a distraction, a rebel, a pain in the ass! I can't have her auditioning."
"Aubrey think about what you just said, I hope she never hears that. I'm so ashamed of what you just said."
Sheila stood up and left the room, joining her family back at the table, Aubrey soon after looking severely saddened. Aubrey knew she was a control freak and having Beca around put her perfect life in jeopardy.
Beca sat back and watched Aubrey closely, smirking as big as she could to get under the girl's skin.
"Alright ladies, we cooked the food so it's time for you two to clean the dishes," Warren said as he and Sheila got up and went into the living room.
"If looks could kill, Beca would be been dying right now. Aubrey was staring at her with absolutely no interest in doing anything with the girl.
"I'll wash, and you can dry and put them away?" Beca asked nicely.
"Fine" Aubrey huffed.
As they stood side by side washing the dishes, Beca noticed Aubrey not doing her job right. She was putting the dishes away wet,
"Seriously? Bree you're not even drying the dishes?"
"Nope."
"You're suppose to dry them or else they'll build bacteria and even warp the cabinets!"
"Sorry not my problem." Aubrey said.
"What is your deal? You know what? Move and I'll do it right princess." Beca said stepping in front of Aubrey who smirked and walked to her room,
"Sucker."
Beca stormed up to Aubrey's room, she was on the phone with someone, "Sorry Chlo, I'll call you back. What do you want?"
"Not cool dude! You left me down there alone to do all the dishes! So, I ask again, what is your deal?"
"I don't like you or your attitude. And you are to stay away from The Bella's. I respect your "Beat laboratory, so respect my Bella's and stay away." Aubrey said plainly.
"Well tough, we live together now, and FYI, I hate you too."
"Are you finished?"
"Aubrey you're such a spoiled bitch." Beca yelled.
"Aw, that's the nicest thing anyone has said about me." Aubrey said holding her heart.
"Oh, and as far as 'your Bella's', don't worry. I wouldn't be caught dead singing Acapella, it's lame."
"We played the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Centre, you bitch!" Aubrey said with a hiss.
"Wow, ok, ok. Calm down, I'm leaving hulkster." Beca said amused.
Aubrey laid in bed all night rustling around. She couldn't decide if he lack sleep was from the new environment or from a certain brunette across the hall who wouldn't leave her mind. It was clearly frustrating her. Never has Aubrey (Posen) Mitchell lost sleep thinking about a girl.
Meanwhile across the hall, Beca was in the same boat. "No! I'm supposed to hate her! Why is she torturing me in my sleep? Is it that blonde hair? That million-dollar smile? What the fuck am I saying! Snap out of it Beca!